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Chapter three hundred and seventy first: flying chopsticks

We must grab Min Ruoxi's child back.

Yang Zhi's head drooped lower, his body shrank shorter, and his mouth chewed more slowly.

It can be said that all of this room are enemies. What's more important is that there are garrisons in this town, and it is very likely that they will not be able to save people by themselves, and they will eventually fall into it. Moreover, this place is too close to the Qi army camp. Once it cannot fight quickly and is entangled and dragged by the opponent, the enemy's masters may also come soon. Now that the Qi and Chu armies are facing each other, there must be many masters in the military camp.

After thinking for a long time, there was no better way. It seemed that they could only rob, or do it themselves on the way to the military camp after they finished their meal, which would be more likely to succeed.

Since he had decided to do it, Yang Zhi calmed down, ate meat, drank wine, and occasionally glanced at the guys in the middle of the room.

The door was pushed open with a slam, and a cold wind blew in from outside, sweeping the heating in the room. Everyone turned around in anger, but when they saw that more than ten soldiers came in from outside the door, led by a captain, they immediately swallowed up the swear words they had reached. In this area, they were angry with the people in the army, and they were simply uncomfortable with themselves. So even the ghostly personnel in the room looked at them, the leader stood up, as if they wanted to meet them.

"Sit down, everyone will sit down!" The head captain shouted sternly, pointing his finger at the man who stood up.

The man was slightly stunned and sat down.

The soldiers entering the house scattered everywhere, and the captain standing at the door looked at the people in the house and said sternly: "After receiving the order from the boss, a local scholar of Chu was sneaking in, and everyone must undergo a cross-examination. If there is any resistance, kill him or her."

As soon as the captain's voice came to the ground, more than ten soldiers had already pulled out their waist knives with a silence.

Yang Zhi in the corner of the room felt a little jumping in his heart and slowly raised his head. He confirmed that he was the only Chu man in the room, but how could these Qi soldiers know about his whereabouts?

No. Yang Zhi looked up and looked at the soldiers. More than a dozen soldiers seemed to be standing in a small house in a scattered manner, but they formed a circle of ghosts holding the child at the table in the middle.

There is a ghost! He said in his heart.

A soldier strode to the table, pointed the knife in his hand at the man who had just spoken, "You, stand up."

The man stared at the other party for a long time and stood up slowly.

"Take out your identity certificate." The soldier's knife slowly raised as the man stood up, his arms were extremely stable. Seeing this, Yang Zhi couldn't help but sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay!" The man seemed to be a little stunned by the fright, glanced at his companion, and slowly reached into his arms, "I have the official route, I am not a spy."

Before he could take out his lure, a ghost sitting on the side of the soldier suddenly flipped his wrist and a black light rushed straight to the soldier's waist.

The attack was fierce and poisonous, and unexpected. The people watching the room were screaming, but what surprised them even more was that the reaction of this ordinary soldier was even more jaw-dropping. It seemed that there were eyes behind him. The knife raised in front of him instantly sank. The handle of the knife hit back and hit the short dagger rightly. With a crisp sound of impact, the soldier held the back of the knife, and turned sideways like a whirlwind, and the blade twitched towards the throat of the ghost who was making his move.

"They are spies." The captain at the door shouted loudly, flew up, and rushed towards the middle. The more than ten soldiers who had already gathered around had already killed each other with their own swords.

"The people of Daqi, surround and kill these spies!" The captain rushed towards the man holding the child. He was in the air, but his mouth was not idle.

After hearing the lieutenant's call, many men in the house immediately pulled out their weapons. Didn't they come here just to go to the battlefield to fight against Chu and kill the enemy?

With a crisp sound, the man with ghost shadow flew up and met the captain. The two of them intersected their palms and hit them head-on. The captain flew back to the spot, but the man with ghost shadow flew back and landed on the table. He raised his hand and a piece of iron plate flew out, and with a tingling sound, nailed to the beam of the house in the middle of the house. He sternly said: "We are the royal guards of the Great Qi family, and they are ordered to perform official duties. These people are spies who pretend to be my Great Qi soldiers with bad intentions. The Great Qi Erlang will work together to take them down, and the government will be rewarded with great rewards."

Both sides said that the other party was a spy from the Great Chu, but the heroes in the martial arts world were stunned. For a moment, they could not tell the truth or the false.

Yang Zhi leaned against the wall arm, his arms drooped, and grabbed the hilt of the sword in the black cloth bag. The soldier led by the lieutenant was undoubtedly the inner guard of Chu. He had a good idea. Unfortunately, he was too fucked and cut. They shouldn't have surrounded these ghosts as soon as they came in. These seemingly unintentional actions are not visible to ordinary people, but they will definitely arouse alertness for ghosts. Secondly, the martial arts of the ordinary soldier is too high. From Yang Zhi's perspective, he is afraid that even the Qi Kingdom, which is full of experts, will not be able to use such a person as an ordinary soldier.

It is obvious that these ghosts are extremely experienced in practical combat and can see too many flaws at a glance.

The two sides fought each other in an instant, and the men around the world could not tell who the real spy was, but they were unwilling to withdraw. They retreated one after another, leaned against the corner, preparing to observe first, and then rushed up again to take down the spy to seek merit.

The martial arts of more than ten soldiers were not weak, and the five ghosts were able to escape safely back to Qi under Yang Qing's pursuit, so they were naturally not weak, and they fought hard in an instant.

"Go to the outside of the town to show the warning, there is my Daqi garrison there. Once the army arrives, we can naturally tell who is the spy." The ghost shadow led by the leader shouted: "Whoever goes to the warning will be the first to be the master, and the Royal Guard of the Daqi will immediately hire him."

As soon as these words were spoken, more than ten soldiers immediately attacked even tighter. After hearing this, the men in the martial arts world finally figured out who was the real enemy. If this man was a spy, he would never have thought of this move.

"Catch these spies!" A messy roar sounded in the room. Everyone waved their swords and rushed towards the more than ten soldiers. The captain was entangled by several people and could not escape.

The house was in chaos, and the tables, chairs and benches were instantly fragmented. Seeing that the situation had been controlled, the big man holding the child finally got rid of the continuous attacks of the soldiers and retreated to the window.

Children must not be hurt. Both sides have concerns about the fight just now, but they can help them get out of the battle circle smoothly.

He happened to stand on the side of Yang Zhi, staring at the fighting in the room. In just a short while, more than ten Chu spies divided into soldiers had fallen down halfway, but the heroes of Hanhu fell down. In terms of the effectiveness of killing, these Chu spies were obviously stronger.

Yang Zhi picked up the last piece of mutton on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. He was about to escape. It seemed that he had the only life to escape. He smiled bitterly, and the chopsticks in his hand left his mouth, but did not put them on the table, but poked them straight forward.

The man holding the child suddenly felt a chill under his ribs, and his strength instantly left. He even heard the sound of his blood hissing. He turned back in shock and looked at the person who had seemed to be huddling in a corner. The man was slowly pulling out the bloody chopsticks and tidyingly on the empty plate.

He let out a shocking scream, and when his hand relaxed, the child fell down, he also looked up to the sky and fell.

Yang Zhiyi stretched out his hand and caught the child. The long cloak on his body rolled over, wrapped it in his arms, and tied the child firmly on his back.

The man's screams obviously shocked both sides who were fighting fiercely. They turned their heads together and looked at the corner of the room. Yang Zhi's movements were very fast, but they made people see each movement clearly.

"There is another!" Seeing the child change hands, the child led by Ghost Shadow was very anxious. He turned around and abandoned the soldier who had fought before, and turned around and rushed towards Yang Zhi.

The remaining four or five inner guards who pretended to be soldiers were overjoyed. Although they didn't know who the person in front of them was, since they killed the ghost, they were naturally their own people. They must be the masters sent by the superiors to support their actions. They were willing to let the man go and immediately swung their swords to cover them.

Yang Zhi's wrist trembled, and the skin of the bag was cracked into pieces. The sword was already in his hand. He looked at both sides who were still fighting fiercely. With a sneer, countless chopsticks falling on the ground jumped up, and suddenly jumped up in the air. After a moment of pause, the sound of the sword roar was already resounding throughout the house.

Chopsticks were like sharp swords, traveling around in a small room, but cleverly avoiding the Chu domestic guards. The remaining four ghosts and the heroes of the martial arts world all shouted and fell down.

Only Yang Zhi and four or five Chu people's inner guards who seemed to be frightened were left in the room. They stood there and did not dare to move at all, for fear that if they moved, the deadly chopsticks would take their lives.

Bloody chopsticks hovered in the air and fell to the ground with Yang Zhi's smile.

It was not until this time that the captain leading the team reacted. He rushed towards Yang Zhi, clasped his fists, "I'm going to the middle of the inner guards of the Great Chu, how dare you ask if the Lord is from Shangjing?"

Judging from Yang Zhi's skills, he is at least at level 9. Such a person has a clear goal to snatch the child. He must be a master who acts secretly in the capital. However, Yang Zhi's long hair brushes his face, but he can't see his appearance clearly.

"This is the enemy territory. I want to leave safely with my children, but there are garrisons outside the town. Now they have come. When the Qi people know that the children are taken away, they will definitely send masters to chase them. I need your cover." Yang Zhi did not answer the other party's words, but directly ordered. He was from a powerful man, but he was very familiar with this.

"Don't worry, since we have arrived here, we are not ready to go back alive. We will buy enough time for you." The inner guard named Bazhongxing said tragically: "Go away quickly!"
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